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Jasmin’s Tingle No.7
Published by Lot’s Cave
Sex on the Beach, © 2015, by Marshall Gibson
All Rights Reserved
Cover by Moira Nelligar
All Characters In This Book Are Age 18 Or Older
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A Lot’s Cave Novel
Sex on the Beach
As the next week unfolded, Andy spent more time with Jasmin, taking walks of increasing duration along the shore, the two developing a close sense of friendship and confidence. While Andy continued to bring home different ladies each night, he never allowed them to linger in the condo after they were awake. Jasmin utterly loathed his promiscuous philandering, yet she continued to loyally and dutifully fulfill her domestic obligations to him, grateful for her precious virginity which she was still able to retain.
Andy still continued to bring home ladies each night, vigorously fucking them while Jasmin listened to the resulting erotic clamor in the adjacent room. Accordingly each night, she would close her eyes as she oddly began to enjoy the moans of pleasure and the relentless banging of the bed, stroking her swollen, wet pussy until she came, aroused by visions of Andy fucking her gently.
That Sunday, Jasmin turned fifteen years old. She marked the momentous occasion in unceremonious fashion by dutifully assuming her predictable domestic routine. There was no party, no celebration, not the smallest mention of the seminal event to Andy. But inside, she was happy to have maintained her virtue up to this day.
After breakfast, Andy and Jasmin attended Mass as they had done before, enjoying banana shakes at Jonah’s along the shore afterward. Jasmin again expected Andy to depart for the dive shop upon returning to the condo in the afternoon.
“Put on some clothes for the beach. We’re going out for the afternoon.” Andy announced happily to her.
“You’re not diving today?” Jasmin asked.
“I’m taking a break,” he replied. “Get your swimsuit on.” Jasmin went into the bathroom and changed into the one-piece swimsuit Andy had bought her. She tied a sarong around her hips in modesty and joined him in his bedroom. They departed to a nearby sari-sari near the church where Andy purchased a bagful of packaged snacks and bottled water, along with some pineapple, mangoes and bananas from a passing fruit vendor. Walking down to the beach on their impromptu excursion, Andy hired one of the bancas to take them to the secluded hideaway of Punta Banga. After their twenty-minute journey across the blue ocean, they fil-am couple disembarked from their noisy banca, with Andy requesting that the boatman to return after sunset.
For Jasmin, the beautiful hideaway could not have been a more romantic setting to be with Andy. Her enchanted, young mind raced with the secretive possibilities of what may lay ahead for her with Andy in their little Garden of Eden. The guilty realization that she had just confessed her sins in church that morning and may soon be committing a profoundly grave sin, however willingly, with her beloved Andy, flashed through her excited and subtly aroused mind.